It made my day, really.
Other than that, we are in the midst of home improvement projects. And by we, I mean Bryan. The kids are in bed, which at this point in the weekend, is really the safest place for them to be. They have pushed me way over the edge today. Tomorrow is the start of another week. Dad sees Dr. Kelly on Wednesday, chemo on Thursday, and the crappy cycle starts all over again. But.... as I try to focus on the little things: I can finally get my hair in two pigtails (see here to recall the hair trauma of '07), a friend of mine at the Roasterie had them custom make a blend of chocolate hazelnut for me, and I am getting ready to put on my monkey shoes and go on a long ass, much needed walk. It's hard to sometimes remember that there is still goodness in my life, but it's there, no matter how small it may be.